Janey’s fresh out of luck—no college letters, just nerves and a stepdad who swears she can stay forever. Then she digs around Mike’s office, hunts down a stapler, and instead finds the truth: every acceptance letter, stashed and silent. She waves the pile in his face. Mike owns up, tells her he hid them to keep her safe, to keep her close, because college boys won’t treat a virgin right. Janey listens, heat rising. She still wants out, wants new guys, but Mike’s already stepping in, offering the first lesson himself—fingers sliding under her waistband, mouth promising the rest, proving why she doesn’t need to leave just yet.
Janey’s fresh out of luck—no college letters, just nerves and a stepdad who swears she can stay forever. Then she digs around Mike’s office, hunts down a stapler, and instead finds the truth: every acceptance letter, stashed and silent. She waves the pile in his face. Mike owns up, tells her he hid them to keep her safe, to keep her close, because college boys won’t treat a virgin right. Janey listens, heat rising. She still wants out, wants new guys, but Mike’s already stepping in, offering the first lesson himself—fingers sliding under her waistband, mouth promising the rest, proving why she doesn’t need to leave just yet.